~ Holding The Shoe ~

I never asked for this to happen,
oh I'm the fairest of them all,
Forbidden fruit you climbed,
With weak knees you took the fall;
In time this wound will heal,
A scar will take it's place,
You'll hold that slipper empty,
It's shimmer holds my face.
It belongs not to a princess,
For a princess I can not be,
Yet yours I am eternal,
I'll follow the yellow brick road to you,
The slipper will not break,
But will it ever fit,
It's glass is laced with hope,
It's shine may fade a bit,
It stands the test of time...
It fits no one but me,
But no one holds the shoe but you...
Fairy tales have happy endings,
What happens when they are true?

~ Prince Charming ~

After searching with all notion:
Mountains, lands and ocean;
For the one that will stand before me on his knees,
As for, he is the one that holds my heart keys.

The story is familiar...
Everyone knows it really well.
But do other enchanted people feel as nervous?
The stories, obviously, do not tell.

I've been asleep for quite long now,
For like... twenty years?!
I don't know if he'll find me or HOW...
But hey, I haven't shed many tears.

But when I stop and think
As you sit there in your well...
Oh Frog: Don't swim! Don't sink!
It all might be part of the spell.

One day prince charming will come
Hold my hand and dance me around...
Would take me up, up... and up!
To the frosted and beautiful clouds, with no bound.

Through folds he'll take me to heaven
Where the birds would sing and chatter around,
And the waves would play a soft music...
The winds would make a rapturous sound.

The sky would be bright...
Would capture everyone's sight!
Milky, creamy, snowy and pure...
Combined to give spirited emotions, infinite tenure.

Princess and Prince charming would dance along
All you would hear in the background, a beautiful song...
Until the night is passed and the sun is dawned...
And the very night is permanently prolonged.

Remember that little girl, who everyday would dream,
Of her darling prince charming, upon a white steed?
Well she began to grow up, as time went on by
Her expectancy low, but her hopes still up high.

Though one fateful day, luck was in her favor
As if it was destined, they were finally brought together
And day after day, they let not their love die,
For that prince charming was you, and that girl was I.